Happy Fat Tuesday everyone!
Eat a paczki (pooooooonshkee) or two. And please, pinch the Doodle's cheeks before you go.

Words of wisdom
I was standing in our store room putting a bunch of packets together when Incompetent but Likeable came in.

"It's such a beautiful day today, Kath, the sun is shining," he said.
"It's a shame we're stuck in here," I said.
"Yep. It's a shame we're stuck in here, and I'm pressing the button on the copy machine."
"Yeah."
"Pressing the button on the copy machine of life."

Then, a few minutes later, he came in and said, "Life is good when the sun is out and there is a paper clip for me to hold my papers together."

What would I do without him to light up my day?

Back to reality
Hell week is over, at least for another year. How did it go? It went. It went as well as it could. Suffice to say, that when I no longer work for this company and write my tell-all book, this past week will have its own chapter.

Now I can stop stress eating and try and lose the weight I've gained back in the past couple of months, where my diet has consisted largely of pizza from the take-out place in my office building and Gobstoppers.

I got an award, just to brag a little bit about myself... for quality service. I was voted by my peers, which I guess is kind of cool.

Doodle did an amazing thing: he sat up, unsupported, on his changing table. I thought that his dad and I were going to spontaneously combust with pride. Doodle was oblivious to his milestone, as he had the larger goal of trying to reach the bottle of baby Tylenol that was on top of the changing table. Finally he teetered sideways and his dad caught him just in time and saved him from bashing into the wall.

This I know to be true: the house must be childproofed. Soon.

We have been watching entirely too much Olympics, and more specifically, curling. Why all of a sudden has curling gotten so much TV time? And why do we keep watching it?

When the Olympics aren't on (which is never -- although when I am able to commandeer the remote I usually switch it off), I've been catching up on Survivor: Exile Island, American Idol, Project Runway, etc.

Ah. Life is back to normal. Almost.

Everybody's workin' on the weekend! Oh— nope, that's just me.
So I'm sitting here at work. On Saturday.
We were supposed to get a script for our presentation #2 which is on Thursday, and which I came in today specifically to work on. It's coming from our sister office in Pittsburgh.
Yesterday, we were told we would have it at 9.
I arrived here at 9:30 this morning and when my boss (who is also here, at least) called Pitt to find out what the holdup was, the person sending the script was still in her car driving in.

It is nearly noon, still no script.

I have plenty to do, because our first presentation is Monday, so I'm doing a runthrough of that, but still. Talk about being disrespectful of other peoples' time.

Idle
Anyone else glad to see the audition portion of American Idol 5 over and done with? I don't know. Maybe it's just me, but if you've seen one bad audition, you've seen them all. If you've seen one good audition, you've seen them all. And no, I don't care if your daddy's in jail and your mommy left when you were a wee little thing. I'm sorry. Sing your Celine Dion song and get out of here.

And I have set my DVR to "record entire series" of Survivor Exile Island. Have I mentioned that I am still pissed that I missed it last week?

Hell week continues. If I leave the office tonight before 8 I will consider myself lucky. I'm trying to avoid having to come in on Saturday but at this point, I think it's a losing battle.

How was YOUR weekend?
Here's how mine was...

• I was sleeping soundly in my bed Saturday morning at 9:00 a.m. after being up at 5 with Doodle. The phone rang... and it was my boss. I was so tired that I couldn't remember what the proper thing to say was when one answered the phone. I went with "Hello," hoping that it was the correct word. It was not the only work-related call I got at home on Saturday.
• Doodle is getting his first tooth and when he wasn't screaming yesterday, it was because he had a bottle in his mouth.
• The Steelers won the Super Bowl and I live in Cleveland. So, yeah. That about sums it up.

Exiled
I can't believe it.

For the first time ever, I missed the Survivor premiere. I had no idea it was even starting.

Usually I am right on top of this stuff, but I've been living in a daze for the past few weeks.

It's not the end of the world, but still... I'm pissed awf that I missed it.